Chapter: 7858

The gray-clothed man's face was slightly stiff, and he turned his head slowly, his eyes were cold, and he didn't even use his strength. He looked at Zhang Han and said slowly:

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Your behavior, do you know how many people will die?"

"Your entire ancient martial arts world is nothing more than a waste of prisoners. If it wasn't useful, you would have been killed long ago. How dare you drag me?"

The men in black behind him also took out their weapons one after another, as if they were about to strike.

The scene instantly became tense.

Ye Feiran was extremely nervous at this moment.

It's over, and the door has not yet entered, and the fight is about to start.

Crescent Mountain is single and weak, so you should bear with it, even if you give some benefits, you can go in.

"Oh." Mu Xue sneered: "You will pay the price for your lust."

Chu Qingyi also saw it and said in that disdainful and reprimanding tone: "What are you? The more you dare to covet our little princess?"

"you?"

Crash!

The man in gray gradually gained momentum.

He's in the Composite Realm, that's right.

But Zhang Han, who is holding him, is probably at the peak of the fit state now.

When his five-element undead body at the perfect level is probably in the middle and late stage of Dacheng, he can kill ordinary Dacheng in the middle stage.

Now that he has become a body of pure yang, although his cultivation has dropped a bit, it is also a kind of growth, which represents his future strength.

Even Yue Wuwei was curious about the specific combat power.

"How did a person like you survive in Xinghe until now?"

Zhang Han's tone was calm, but when he spoke, his eyes began to shine, dazzling like the sun.

There is no coercion.

But the aura of the man in gray and the others dropped sharply, as if an unknown flame was burning in their bodies.

"you!"

"That's impossible, who are you?"

The gray-clothed man turned pale with shock: "You, you, let go, I am the deacon of the Canglong Palace, you dare to kill me?"

"Canglong Temple? I've never heard of it."

Zhang Han looked indifferent, and his tone was indifferent: "Don't talk about a mere Canglong Palace, even if the top of the Silver Dragon Galaxy exists, what is it? I want to kill you, and no one can save you."

After finishing speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Han's mouth, and he asked, "Desperate?"

"Please, don't..."